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🌹 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙨 🌹

F L A S H B A C K

"You are absolutely insufferable."

"If I had a penny for every time I heard that." Ramona groaned, walking into the room.

Evie and Chris were fighting, yet again.

It's been three months since the accident of Dana, Ben and Chris' father. They were two weeks away from summer. Almost done with being juniors in high school.

Chris was quite done with being sixteen.

"Why are you always nagging me?" Chris waved her off.

They stood in a library close to the Sterling house. The other two Wood brothers at home as Lily went to get a book.

"Oh I'm nagging you now? I simply asked you a question-"

"Well I don't know the goddamn answer!"

"Guys that's enough." Ramona angrily intervened.

Evelyn had been going to therapy with her mom to try to handle Dana's death. Rio and Augie did the same with their own mother.

Chris however, was comfortable with the guilt, self pity and whatever other unhealthy things he'd been feeling that last fourteen weeks. He'd caused the demise of his father, his brother. Worse of all his loves sister.

"You know what- I am so sick of your bullshit." Evelyn was filled to the brim with anger. "You haven't said a single decent thing to me in months. Months Chris."

He looked at her with heavily bagged eyes. The normal lightness of his optics now a broken-hearted sea of dark blue.

He had no words for her. He hadn't been nice to anyone. Not his brothers, not his mom, not even Evie. He'd actually been especially rude to her. Hoping to God she'd push him away.

"Things need to change- and they need to change now." She nodded, a frown on her face.

He looked to his hands, holding Rueben's ring. Blinking twice and taking time to respond, "Well they're not going to."

Ramona sighed lightly and went off to join Lily.

Evelyn looked to the boy she'd been in love since she was in middle school. She saw someone totally different as opposed to the kindhearted kid who'd wanted nothing more than a date with her.

"We're done." She whispered. "We're j- we are done."

She said no more as she grabbed her things and made her way to the bus stop. Chris put the ring on his hand, unsure of what he felt. He'd done it, he'd gotten her to leave him like he wanted.

But as he watched her walk out he felt the same heart tearing he felt at his brothers funeral.

under the mask of the moon,
can we dance in the past?

N O W

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